Chapter 532: Let Out an Italian Fart? (Fourth Update)
When Fang Zhongjian was holding the Unblemished Sword, Yang Zhen felt a wave of joy from the Great Missing Sword inside his storage ring. The unique laughter of the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was ringing in Yang Zhen's ears. It seemed to be joyfully indulging in something, much like the sensation of swallowing saliva.
Could it be that the Great Missing Sword wanted to consume the Unblemished Sword?
Yang Zhen stared at the Unblemished Sword in Fang Zhongjian's hand with a strange look on his face. The sword could slice through iron as if it were mud, truly a remarkable weapon. Furthermore, as Fang Zhongjian had said, this sword was indeed no ordinary sacred weapon. Even within the domain of sacred weapons, it was likely an elite.